"They melt?? What???" Papyrus flinches at the question, wide-eyed and unsettled. It's not something he can truly, knowingly refute, but his mouth rushes ahead to do so. "No, no, they just live in one place! I think they might grow out of the snow...?"

The snowman was, astonishingly, more rooted to the ground than the literal flower he knew. Sure, they didn't have legs or muscles or anything, but all of the Snowdin area was always snowy, and cold, year round. There were other places they could just as easily have lived in... but he'd never thought to ask, was it possible to move them? To, to get a wheelbarrow, or ask a particularly strong monster to lift them?